The annual socialist redistribution of shite, better known as the verge collection of hard rubbish, starts in about a week, but the first piles are slowly starting to appear. We spotted the first one yesterday and gathered a solid vintage crate and some parts of a dismembered lawn mower. In answer to the unasked question, I don't know yet.
We thought we should make a preliminary reccy today, but the sun and lack of wind obviously had people doing other things than cleaning up their sheds. As long as we were out that way we checked out the fishing at the King River bridge. This chap was fishing for Mulloway. Bream was being caught on the other side of the road.
In preparation for both the distraction of the forthcoming verge collection and the Xmas Summer Street market - held in November - I've been making jewellery and framing drawings and generally ignoring the housework. I did get time to plant some english spinach, and basil and have been generally getting organised for the warmer weather.
The weather obviously affected the garage sales, as the only things of interest I picked up were a 1920's PG Wodehouse book in MINT condition for $1 (yippee, I love Wodehouse) and a very sad little table for free. The St Vincent de Paul depot sale - usually a mecca for treasure was sadly and unusually bereft and I only grabbed a couple of paperbacks. Likewise, the Opshops weren't ringing any special bells on Friday. The table is sturdy underneath and the top will be easily replaced from stock on hand.
The lawnmower man is missing in action, I was worried I had somehow offended him but I note that his other customers in the street are also going with the kikuyu jungle look (rain and warmer weather = knee deep grass) so I'm guessing holiday. I hope he gets back while the dog can still navigate without a map.
Here are some sort of moody shots of some of the pieces I made this week. There were a lot more than this but loading photos is so slow tonight, I'll save them for a time when things are moving more quickly.